During the week after our first evening of sex at Adrian Benton's house, Nora and I talked about what it had meant. We agreed we had both found it exciting and pleasurable. Nora said she definitely wanted to go further with Adrian. I assured her I agreed and I wanted especially to support her as we explored our sexual interests more deeply. We agreed we should follow Adrian's lead for now; we wanted more sexual experience with him directly and perhaps soon to go beyond that.
Nora was prepared to say more. "James, I feel I have already opened my mind to a new degree regarding sex with another man or men and I am ready to open my body as well to see where this might lead. The depth of my desire for new erotic experiences has surprised me because it seems so far beyond just fantasizing and role playing about more daring sexual adventures. Now I am actually looking forward to opportunities to experience them."
I told Nora I looked forward to going further as well for her enjoyment and my own.
The next week end we joined Adrian, as he had requested, at a gallery opening near Printer's Alley. Nora went naked under her dress. That was her decision, not this time at the urging of Adrian or myself. As we were leaving our apartment I asked her why she was doing this. "Just for the excitement of it -- to feel other eyes on me at the gallery and later to make myself available to both of you" she said.
"And to anyone else?" I asked.
"Maybe that comes at some point, James, but who knows when or where -- or whether?" she answered.
As we wandered through the gallery, Adrian and I followed Nora at a distance, enjoying watching both men and women turn their heads to admire her beauty, the way she was dressed, perhaps imagining what she would look like undressed, and taking in the proud and confident aura she gave off. She chatted in a lively way with a number of men who approached her. After awhile, Adrian intervened to introduce Nora and me to a stunning couple, Jon and Maureen, friends of his and Janet's from Boston who were in Chicago for a week end.
Adrian told us later that, when Jon and Maureen were next in Chicago, if we were interested we would have an opportunity to join them intimately in Adrian's apartment. We learned that Maureen had been with Adrian when she lived in Chicago and, after she married Jon, they had often interacted sexually with Adrian and Janet. A few evenings later, as we made love, Nora and I imagined what being with Jon and Maureen might be like.
At a Private Club
Adrian then suggested that we leave the gallery and go with him and Jon and Maureen to a private club that he knew for a performance he thought we would all enjoy. We drove in our car to a warehouse building across the south branch of the Chicago River. We were admitted after Adrian showed his identification; we went inside and were taken in a freight elevator up two floors.
After a few minutes wait we were ushered to five seats in a small theater space. The lighting was lowered and soon a series of increasingly erotic photographs were shown on screens above the seating level. Beautiful people were posing in various stages of undress and display, then having sex in a variety of positions and with a changing cast of partners.
After perhaps a quarter hour the screens went dark and the soft lighting began to grow brighter but focused on a central platform in front of and slightly below the audience. To the strains of Ravel's Bolero a beautiful couple on a mat on the stage floor began very slowly to kiss, fondle, stroke each other and to reveal their rising passion. The young, blond woman, who reminded me somewhat of Nora, directed her male partner to lie flat on his back. His sex stood up rock hard for all to see. She bent over him and began to handle his balls and cock and then took him into her mouth for several minutes as his breathing became more pronounced. Rather than bringing him to a climax she moved up his body and then swung her sex over his face and lowered herself to meet his wagging tongue. As he began to pleasure her, we could hear her soft moans becoming louder and more frequent until she reached a climax.
Now she moved again down his body and lowered herself onto his hard cock, riding him with very slow motions up and down, prolonging their coupling until she could not longer restrain herself and quickly brought him off. The young woman knelt and leaned over him to gently touch his spent member as though hoping to revive it. As she did so, another male walked onto the stage, his impressive hard dick bouncing as he approached her. He knelt behind her and immediately entered her and began to fuck her hard in that position until she was shouting to him, "Don' t stop, please don't stop." He slowed his strokes and held that pace until she was begging again, "Please, please, give it to me, faster, harder, faster, harder." She became louder and louder in her pleasure until satisfied, she collapsed.
The audience seemed engrossed throughout. As I glanced around while the woman was accepting her second lover, I noticed that some members of the audience were avidly kissing and openly touching to give mutual pleasure. Out of the corner of my eye I noticed that Adrian had his hand under Nora's skirt, obviously fingering her, while Maureen reaching from the other side was stroking his cock. Nora leaned over to kiss me and rubbed my cock with her free hand. "Do you want me to take your cock out while Adrian is fingering me? " she whispered.
This was as far as things went as the lights began to come up again. We left then and dropped Jon and Maureen at their hotel. As she got out of the car Maureen leaned over to whisper in my ear, "I really hope we can spend more time with you and Nora when we are here next time or if you are in Boston. It could be very nice for all of us." She gave me a very warm kiss.
As I prepared to drive the car from the hotel entrance, Adrian asked, "James, would you mind if Nora joined me back here?" I stopped and Nora left the front seat and joined Adrian in back. "And would you mind just driving thorough the city for awhile before you drop me at my apartment?"
So I drove slowly through the streets of The Loop and then further south. I adjusted the mirror so I could watch Adrian and Nora together. They soon began to kiss and it was not long before, at a stop light, I looked back to see her hand moving his zipper down and taking hold of his cock. Adrian unbuttoned her sweater and cupped her breast and rubbed the palm of his hand softly across her nipples. Nora asked, "James, can you see us? Pull over if you wish. I want to pull my skirt up so I can open up to Adrian and so you can see his fingers moving on me and in me. I want you to know you are hard from watching us." I stopped to watch but it did not take long for Nora to orgasm. She then took Adrian into her mouth and, when he came, she raised her head to show me her open mouth with his cum in it --and then as she swallowed.
When we stopped in front of Adrian's building, he remarked to us, "The event in the theater tonight was a mild taste of the kinds of outings I think you might enjoy when you feel ready for more. If you are interested, I can suggest others. Some of them will invite a much more active role for one or both of you."
As we drove to our house I mentioned what Maureen had said to me when she was getting out of the car. Nora smiled at this. "Jon said much the same thing to me earlier. What did you think of them?"
"A very impressive couple based on only this short time together. She is really gorgeous, so Irish with her red hair and green eyes and the light freckles. And I'm sure you found Jon attractive."
"He is very good to look at, James. Very confident too. And Adrian told me they live on Beacon Hill in Boston and have a place on Nantucket as well. They must have wealth as well as being physically attractive. She teaches at Tufts and he works for a publishing company. It might be nice to visit them sometime. We haven't spent much time in Boston, and there is also the Cape, the islands, the Berkshires, so much we haven't done."
At home Nora and I spoke about what we thought of the evening. Nora wondered what else might have happened in that theater. "How much further would some of those couples have gone if the lights had been left low? Would some couples in the audience have had sex in front of the rest of us? Would some have been invited to perform on stage? What would we have done, or wanted to do?"
She wondered how would I feel if she ever wanted to do something like that? Would I like watching her have sex with a stranger while she was also watched by many others? What if she took more than one man as the woman on stage did that night? What if I was one of them but there was one or more others who took her after me--or before me?
